No Artist

Once upon a time
I dreamt colors
and lines
and curves

With innocent eyes
I marveled
at worlds born of my pencil's point

Laughter of childish glee
greeted simple blue skies
my brush
tickled into existence

Then came the stain of stifling doubt
inking disappointed raindrops
on landscapes of dignified gray

Now in monochromatic dreams
abandoned brushes
covered in dust of failure feared
crumble under shaky fingers